“I object!” Maria Santiago leapt to her feet, dark eyes flashing. “in the name of all that is blessed in this forsaken country, I object!”
“Sit down, woman!” The General hissed. His face had grown red even though he struggled to project a look of outward calm. “This is not the time or the place for your hysterical-”
Those accusing dark eyes turned to him, fixed on his reddening face, a new strain of emotion visible on her face. “I warned you,” she said, lowly. “I warned all of you–and you won’t listen. This time, you’ll pay for your actions and I won’t be your scapegoat.”
“Grab her!” the lawyer cried, directing the courtroom officers to where she’d already climbed atop the courtroom bench. “Don’t let her-”
But Maria had already stripped out of her suit jacket and shirt, dark red scales rippling along the surface of her skin. “You had your warnings,” she rasped, voice more of a hiss than tone at this point. “And this was my final one.”
The guards reached for her as the transformation completed itself.
In a flicker of movement, a royal red dragon stood perched atop the bench’s rail. Angry yellow eyes clouded over and sharp teeth gaped from the open mouth.
An open mouth that screamed a volley of flame.
(c) S. Harricharan
A/N: This prompt was written in five minutes or less, with no special attention to anything other than the word itself. It is a work of fiction. ^_^